Before the Spring Breeze Told You

He didn’t dare tell that person he wasn’t human—just a small flower spirit who, by falling in love with a person, had also fallen in love with the mortal world. He didn’t dare tell that person that he used to be ugly, and only became this beautiful now because he had cast a spell—because that person liked beautiful things. There were so many things he couldn’t say. He had to slowly gather his courage, slowly help that person understand. If even then, after knowing everything, that person still didn’t turn him away… Then, wouldn’t he be the luckiest flower spirit in the world? Yet, a long, long time later, when he finally gathered the courage to confess his deepest secret, that person merely smiled faintly. “So you’re finally willing to say it?” He froze in shock. Before he could react, he was mercilessly dragged into the bedchamber and thoroughly ravished. Bodies entwined, and there were boundless scenes of spring. Before he slipped into unconsciousness, he wondered—just when had that person found out? Perhaps only the spring breeze knew the answer.